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Created on: October 01, 2010 Last Updated: October 15, 2010
Before the Mass
We enter the woods surrounding the church we love.
We surrender our hearts to one another and to Christ as we
Look above..
Overhead, the spinning, glorious center of His Universe...
Oh what stars!
... and there, up there is it Jupiter and perhaps... is that Mars?
We inhale His divine love filling the cathedral of the world....
Whoops!
….Time has uncurled.
It's almost Midnight... better hurry, we don't want to be Late for worship!
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